Let's face it... What we pick up at the thrift store can reveal both character traits and the subconscious longings of our very souls. Because it is indeed ourselves and not the tides of fortune that truly determine what amongst the flotsam and jetsam of mankind's discards will make it's way into our lives, or at least the back of our cars.
This week in the midst of chilly, breezy but sunny days, I picked up this:
From this example, what you will first notice, is that I am an optimist. I will usually see things as they will be... not as they are.
The second thing you will notice is that I have Spring Fever. The purchase of a picnic basket or patio furniture is always a significant symptom of this malady.
From this Estate Sale purchase you will see that I am a person of discerning taste who values style above fashion and has a tendency to rely on classic motifs to define my personal tastes.
Also, I'm not too creeped out to buy stuff that probably belonged to somebody who's dead now. In addition, they probably kept their used kleenex in there, so I'm probably not a huge germ-a-phobe.
From this example you can clearly divine that I am mildly imbalanced.
I am a obsessive-compulsive, pack rat, hoarder that is probably due for an intervention and a series of meetings that begin something like:
"Hello My Name is Betty. And I am a Compulsive Junk Shopper."
Even though I am admitting here and now that I do have a problem, you will be relieved to know that this blog is as close as I will go to any sort of reality show situation.
I also feel like I need to provide some rationalization, by stating that it was free, it has pretty eyes and it was clearly unloved.
But that still doesn't make it right... does it?
So, What does your thrift shop/estate sale/flea market purchase say about you?
I believe most of what you admit about yourself runs true to all junk shoppers. As a group, we're 1) optimistic, 2) people of discriminating taste (love the lamp behind your bag--love the bag too!), 3) not germaphobes (who could be, poking around in what we poke around in), 4) mildly imbalanced (some of us not so mildly), and 5) obsessive-compulsive pack rat hoarders who need our own Anonymous group.
ReplyDeleteLove your junk! Can't wait to see what you do with those chairs.
I go with the Optimistic label. Mostly my thrifted items are the building blocks of dreams -- all the cool things I'm going to do with them some day. Whenever that day comes :-)
ReplyDeleteYour thrift analysis is cracking me up. You have a great book concept here. :D
ReplyDeleteToday I found and bought a beautiful stainless steel double boiler (I wish I had time to cook better food). I also bought 2 hand embroidered european pillow shams, and a beautiful embroidered white on white linen tablecloth. I am a romantic and slightly delusional. I will never live the embroidered linen life. So WHY did I pass up the pristine Hermes scarf yesterday??? Too cheap to pay $20 for a $300 scarf!!
ReplyDeleteI have a doll exactly like this one! In fact, I remember the day (probably in 1959) that I chewed off her little rubber fingers!
ReplyDeleteOhmygosh! Could it be that genes really do pass on memories? This is Betsy, most cherished possession of my childhood, my friend, my confidant, my sweet baby who died in the bottom desk drawer when we moved to California. (Your grandma, pregnant with 4 kids of her own to keep track of, thought Betsy would be too much trouble on the cross country bus ride.) I wrote a eulogy to my Betsy a few years ago. I'll send it to you.
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I think it is Tiny Tears, and I was ROFL when I saw the picture! Those legs!!
ReplyDeleteThanks for a great laugh! I would hate to think how I would justify all my thrift purchases...
So nice to know I'm not the only one that feels sorry for what I think look like unloved objects. :)
ReplyDeleteInteresting stuff,the doll cracks me up, but makes me happy that it is loved!
ReplyDeleteI never thought about what thrift shopping says about me. The first thing that pops to mind is frugal =)
I cannot go thrifting until I get a handle on my disaster of a house! But oh, how I miss it so!
ReplyDeleteMy most recent thrifting trip had me arrive home with seven t-shirts to refashion. I manage to squeeze in about twenty minutes on the sewing machine each week. Optimistic INDEED.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I LOVE the patio furniture frame. A couple of cushions and that thing looks COMFY.
My daughter has threatened me with horders, yet she enjoys the fruits of my thrifting. And has quite the eye herself!
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